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Prologue Part One
00:49
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2. |
Bird Inside a Cage
04:01
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I want you to see
How it comes to be
That I'm down on my knees again
Eyes look to the sky
No one told me why
He doesn't look back at all
Woke up and I walked the wire
Soak up the pain and say goodbye
Catch the wind, I'll make it sing
Like bird inside a cage
My eyes soon will dry
Teach me how to fly
Although I could never try
I'm cold to the bone
My tree's never grown
But now I'm begging you, take me home
Woke up and I walked the wire
Soak up the pain and say goodbye
Catch the wind, I'll make it sing
Like bird inside a cage
Woke up and I walked the wire
Soak up the pain and say goodbye
Woke up and I walked the wire
Soak up the pain and say goodbye
Catch the wind, I'll make it sing
Like bird inside a cage
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3. |
Now and Then
03:29
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Now and then I think of everything that's wrong with me
Crippling fears and wasted years and those ahead
I don’t know what they'll bring
Sometimes when it's dark I'd lie beside old photographs
Times that in my head I've left behind
Though now I wish I could go back
This fish ain't out of water but this water's not for me
Lately I've been thinking that my timing's right
Just not the place to be
Won't look in your eyes when walking down a busy street
Too much for this little space
You crowd the place and fucked the human race
Nothing personal. You see, I'm not what I appear to be
In my awkward smile I'm happy
Though sometimes it's just to shut you up
Now and then I pray and hope that soon I'll get my turn
Though I know it's not more than a precious day until the sky will burn
Now and then I tell myself it's not them, only me
Life is what you make it while you're blind to things that you don’t want to see
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4. |
Wasted a Song
03:23
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The pen's in my hand
But words just don't come out
It's just as if the paper's laughing at me
Thought that I'd get by with just the words and simple melodies
But then again, it doesn't really work like that
If only I could dig to find some drunken poet's soul and mind
I'd have something to help me go along
Wasted a song, now it's gone
Not much I can say, guess I'll just carry on
Today, it seems to me like such a distant memory
Tomorrow is a shadow of what I used to be
I know I've made mistakes before
I've had my share of aches before
Many times I've held my head and sighed
When all is said and done
Words were said and things were sung
Although I think I may have sang it wrong
Wasted a song, now it's gone
Not much I can say, guess I'll just carry on
Nothing comes to mind
Through the weary years I thought I'd find
A thing or two by now
All my words are gone
Painful memories linger on
And so I leave you with a broken song
Wasted a song, now it's gone
Not much I can say, guess I'll just carry on
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Born to the sound of violins
Standing on the outside looking in
Let he who's pure and without sin cast the first stone
They smashed my face on the concrete floor
Thank you, sir. May I have some more?
Started getting blisters just keeping score of dreams all broken
Take me to the one in charge
I don’t like the things I see
If you take my point of view
One of sad sobriety
Mankind on a killing spree
Closing in on you and me
Big man's pissed 'cause you've been bad
You spit in my face and now he's mad
But he's the best friend you could ever have
Brimstone, fire!
Work all day, break my back
In the evening on the road
Go home then I hit the sack
In the morning another load
In the end they put you in another box just like before
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6. |
It's a Drag
02:19
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Apple pies and picket fence
Hopscotch in the yard
Mad man on the lawn
Daddy got his shoes
He drives a big ol' fancy car
All the money's gone
Education's failing,
All the rules are breaking down
Must be something in the water
Stupid's all around
It's a drag no matter where you go
Slow motion suicide and then you know
You can't stay away
Politics, a bore
It's the same old song and dance
No one cares at all
Gallup polls and bumper stickers
People on the streets
Tell you what to think
Overflowing, bombs are blowing up into the sky
Who knows what surprises are in store for you and I
It's a drag no matter where you go
Slow motion suicide and then you know
You can't stay away
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7. |
Everyday
04:08
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Every day is alright
Any way is just fine
We don't give you no trouble 'long as
You walk the line
Morning coffee is all over yesterday's news
I lost every game I've ever played
'Till I got nothing to lose
Every day is alright
Any way is just fine
While you go your own way
Honey, I'll go in mine
Got friends in high places
Gonna help me go far
It's do nothing job, pretty wife
And a shiny new car
Got screwed with my taxes
Too little to fight
The matter of fact is that you're probably right
Just give me your number
And we'll get along fine
We won't let you go your way
So why don't you go with mine?
I don't bother at all
One day you will find
While you go in your way
I'm doing well with mine
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8. |
Prologue Part Two
02:27
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9. |
Mirror Man
03:14
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Mirror man, why the long face?
Well, is it just because you've yet to find your place
Among the people outside?
Mirror man, why look so down?
Sometimes I wish you’d make a sound
You too often run to hide
Mirror man is on the wall
Nobody hears a thing he says at all
Mirror man, it's not ok
You've had your fun, now go away
But you know that I have to stay
Mirror man, why look so blue?
Self destruction's not like you
But sometimes it feels so right
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10. |
Big Engine
03:20
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Think I'll take an aeroplane
Come fly me far away
Pulling all the stops, I don't care to stay
Or perhaps an engine train
Run down this lonely track
More coal to the fire
I'm never looking back
Think I'll swim across the ocean to a distant land
Maybe I'll come back a stronger wiser man
Or maybe drive a motorcar with pistons made of chrome
Think I'll go and find a place that I call home
Run, get away
Nowhere that you know
Wish that I could go but we can't fly
Run, stay away
Fly me to the moon
We won’t be there soon but we can try
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11. |
Untitled
03:17
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Look behind my setting sun
Faded memories of old
I am not the simple one
To be unraveled and unfold
Mama never had enough
Daddy's going out to war
Polaroids in bathroom stalls
Faded memories to burn
Poked our heads through crumbling walls
Standing at the fork with no return
No connection, hide away
Same as we all done before
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12. |
Times
03:43
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Wasting away, I've got nothing to say
Except for words that I stole from some wise man I know
Inside there's nothing, outside it's bright
I may not be so strong but I'm doing alright
It's just wrong to pretend
That it's all for the means with no end
Grinded to dust
But I ain't feeling too bad
Treading warm waters of memories past
And the times we've had
Just not the same when I can't seem to tame
All the demons I once had that put me to bed
Things could be better when newspaper headers say
"Lord, it's a pain, You'll be better off dead"
It's a shame to forget that you pay for the things you regret
Connecting the dots
Staying inside the lines
Shattered pictures of some place I've known
In the best of times
Nowhere to crawl with your back to the wall
It's the winning that hurts once you realize your fate
Nothing is lost, though you must pay the cost
Of this strange indignation for those that you love
Then you stop to think when you forgot how to start once again
Grinded to dust
But I ain't feeling too bad
Treading warm waters of memories past
And the times we've had
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13. |
Song is Everywhere
03:17
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You say that you need more time
For you have long since lost it
You can't even see the line
For you have long since crossed it
And me, I sit and wonder how
You ever thought that I could care
If you should cry and I should die
If I'm no longer there
Like a bird with broken wings
I can fly no longer
You can't break me down again
For someday I'll be stronger
And me, I sit and wonder how
You ever thought that I could care
If you should cry and I should die
I'm standing over there
May your wishes all come true
I wish you'll be set free
And have everything you'll ever need
As long as you're away from me
And me, I sit and wonder how
You ever thought that I could care
If you should cry and I should die
Song is everywhere
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14. |
Among the Reeds
04:30
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She cast a pebble on the water crying
The sun was rising on the hill
She had a purple rose she crumpled in her fist
And threw the petals on the reeds where they first kissed
The miller boy he had green eyes
He never noticed her that much
She walked towards him from the foggy morning mist
She wished to be among the reeds where they first kissed
She told him that she dreamt of him all these nights
He didn't even turn his head
And while she cried he jumped and grabbed her by the wrist
He stripped her down there by the reeds where they first kissed
The water showed her no reflection
The cypresses all looked away
She had her bloodstained handkerchief inside her fist
She lost herself down by the reeds where they first kissed
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Tal Cohen-Shalev Israel
Israeli-American artist Tal Cohen-Shalev has defied classification by creating music beyond the predefined notions of his genre. From his 2009 singer-songwriter inclined debut Heartaches and Ashes to 2023's nihilistic doom and gloom electronica of Sodom is Back, he has constantly pushed the boundaries of his genre into a stylistically ambiguous and unique pastiche of sounds, textures and styles. ... more
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